Chapter 19
Chapter 19
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 19
Chapter Title: Salvation (2)
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Already pounding from extreme physical stress and fatigue, my heart beat even faster.
I somehow dragged my barely moving legs toward the gym storage shed.
"D-Don't... You! Are you really crazy!? I-I'm g-gonna report you!!"
"Stay still. You'll feel good soon enough."
"Hah... hah... N-No...!!"
In the dim, confined space, trapped alone with a thug-like guy, Ren's trauma began to creep up on her.
Her hyperventilating breaths grew increasingly ragged.
My superhuman hearing picked up the sounds, but my body felt agonizingly slow.
Screw the law or whatever—should I have just killed that bastard, jail be damned?
Even if it meant becoming a murderer, should I have snapped his neck?
"Huh? Ren-chaaan~ Why's your breathing so heavy? Could it be... you're looking forward to it or something?"
"Hah...! Hah...! Th-That's... not... it...! D-Don't... do it...!"
"Ah~ This is pissing me off. That uncivilized foreigner keeps hanging around you."
"Hah.... Are you... talking about... Yuu-san?"
"Yeah, you bitch. Do you have any idea how much that fucker pissed me off?"
"What the hell does that have to— Kyaaak!?"
Thud!
The dull sound of her stumbling backward and falling butt-first onto a mattress echoed out.
My head spun dizzily.
I gritted my teeth and gripped harder.
Crack— pop—
I could feel muscle fibers snapping one by one.
Didn't matter.
Open.
Open.
Open!
Grip!
"Ren-chan~ I'll make you feel real good in no time. Hang on, gotta take my clothes off first."
"G-Get... away!!"
Thwack!
The sound of her fighting back with all her strength.
"Guhh!? You fucking bitch!!"
Slap!
"Hngh...!"
"You goddamn slut, do you know what I had to pay to frame that Korean fucker as a sex criminal!? I even had to sacrifice the hidden cam footage I took of you as tribute, so it's all useless now! So you're gonna pay me back with your body!!"
"Wh-What...? Hngh... hngh... Wh-What the hell... are you even... saying..."
That bastard... even after that, he'd been lurking around Ren, waiting for his chance.
"Open... damn it!"
Crack— grrrrind!
In an instant, inhuman grip strength twisted the door handle by force.
Ping—!
Splat!
Something like a metal shard flew off from forcing the lock, slicing my face. Lucky it didn't hit my eye.
Anyway, door was open. Good enough.
All I needed to do was protect Ren.
"Wh-What...? Huh!? Y-You, you fucking bastard, who the hell are you!"
Even with the backlight pouring in from outside, he instinctively realized someone had flung the door open.
"It's me, you piece of shit."
I could see his hand creeping toward her throat.
No time to hesitate.
"Huuuuuuh..."
I exhaled long and deep... recalling the sensation of a standing long jump.
Zing— zing—
Dizzying pain shot from my broken shin, but I suppressed it with sheer willpower. And—
"Come any closer and I'll kill this bi—"
I leaped.
Krunch—!!
"Gaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!"
Smashed it. The arm that dared to choke Ren.
A pulverized fracture far beyond what Daisuke got—his fist bones were nothing compared to this.
Taking my full weight and jump power head-on before slamming into the wall, his arm was mangled like some soft-bodied invertebrate.
Even surgery wouldn't save it. Ninety-nine percent chance of permanent disability. Nerves completely severed.
"Ugh, aaaagh! Hwaaaaaah!!"
I grabbed his collar and yanked him up.
I felt nothing. Only murderous impulse dominated my mind.
Crack!
"Kuhk!"
Teeth shattered and flew out.
Thud!
"Kehk!"
Jawbone shattered.
Crunch!
"Grrrh..."
I felt his cheekbone cave in.
The thug's face completely crushed.
A couple more hits, and I'd really kill him.
My life would be over, but who knows what the future holds.
I just wanted to kill him.
I didn't want to see him trying to take my woman again.
My head was blank.
My sense of purpose blurred.
Right before delivering the blow that would truly make me a murderer.
Grab!
"You can... stop... now..."
Sniff—
Ren's scent. The sweet smell filled my nostrils.
Seeing her face and smelling her instantly made my heart race, lifting my mood.
Heh heh heh, heroine scent really is better than any drug.
"Grrrh... grrrk..."
The guy, half-paralyzed, collapsed to the floor.
I kicked him away, sending him tumbling into the corner of the storage shed.
"Kwehk..."
With the worm gone, Ren's face came into view.
Pale moonlight streamed through the narrow barred window, shining on her forehead.
Her pupils contracted in terror.
Transparent tears trickled down below her eyes.
Her black hair, damp with cold sweat, clung to her forehead...
"No... you can't... don't do it... you won't be able to turn back..."
She must have pieced together some from what that thug blabbered, but she probably didn't fully grasp the situation.
Even so, her trembling hands wrapped around my arm, begging me not to cross the line no human should.
She held on tight. Perfectly.
"I won't."
At my words, Ren seemed to relax and sank to the floor.
She caught her breath and looked up at me.
"H-How did you... know to come here...?"
"Ah, I just felt like taking a stroll around the sports field all of a sudden, and I heard what sounded like Tsumetai-san's scream from the shed. So I came right over. Haha."
Every time I spoke, my facial muscles tugged, reopening the wound.
Drip— drip—
Blood trickling from my face pattered faintly on the equipment room floor. That metal shard must have cut deep.
Plus, the knife in my back earlier must have nicked a vessel—blood pooled on the floor along my spine.
"N-No, wait, blood...? B-Blood? Yuu-san, wh-what's wrong with your body!?"
Ren hurriedly pressed her black handkerchief from her pocket softly against my facial wound.
'Whoa, Ren's handkerchief...'
Not some image on a screen—a real one!
I wanted to bury my nose in it and inhale deeply, but I didn't have the strength.
I propped myself up on my trembling hands and stood.
"Tsumetai-san. Sorry, but... could you check what time it is?"
"T-Time? It's 11:31 now."
Good.
The Academy Director should still be on campus.
That crippled trash writhing in the corner could be swept under the rug if I buttered her up right.
"More importantly, an ambulance!"
"No. We need to go to the Academy Director's office first."
"The Academy Director's office...?"
I silently left the gym shed and headed straight for the main building's director's office. Ren hesitated but followed behind.
Bang!
"Huh? Who's here this late— Wait!? A student...?"
"Academy Director, I know this is confusing, but please take this first."
Thud—
Placing the bag with the server drives and ledger on her desk made a heavy sound.
"What... is this? Wait, Sanghyeon-kun!? What happened to your body? Did you get hit by a car or something!?"
She jumped up from her seat and rushed to my side.
In-game, she mostly came off as a pervy auntie type, but deep down, she truly cared for her students.
"That's fine... look at that first."
"Fine!? A young person's most precious asset is their health! No, screw this—we need an ambulance. Covered in blood like this, what could be more impor—"
"Mesui-nee."
"Wha!?"
The Academy Director auntie's female switch flipped at "nee" (big sis).
I stunned her for a moment and quickly spoke.
"The stuff in that ledger isn't ordinary. It's a list of current politicians trading illegal sex exploitation videos. These hard drives are the evidence."
Her expression hardened instantly. More shocked than seeing the bloodied exchange student or hearing "nee" from me.
"......What did you say? What the hell are you talking about...!?"
"You probably heard the unpleasant rumors about me this morning. It was all a misunderstanding. A conspiracy by those punks Kyosuke and Daisuke. Someone as brilliant as you, Academy Director... I think you can guess what it means that I brought this. I got it from the Nishikiyogumi Yakuza den."
"Nishikiyogumi...!?"
That should clue Mesui in on the whole story. It was heavily abbreviated and skipped parts, but a genius like her would get it.
"And... personal request: there's a human scum in the gym shed right now, half-paralyzed after teaming up with Yakuza to secretly film and try to rape our academy girls. Handle him somehow."
"H-Half-paralyzed...?"
I wanted to explain more to her, but I was too exhausted. With the drives and ledger handed over, she'd probably take care of it appropriately.
I sank to the floor, catching my breath.
Even a beastly body like mine struggled to hold out with massive blood loss.
"Y-Yuu-san!"
Tsumetai, who'd been standing dazed, unable to keep up with our conversation, rushed to me.
Ren caught my slumping body.
Squeeze—
Oh... Ren's breasts...
Not the massive type, but perfectly shaped and perky.
I felt her soft mounds press against my shoulder, but while my mind thrilled, my body grew strangely colder.
My body shivered.
So cold.
"Ah.... Why's it so dark..."
My vision went black in an instant.
"—Yuu-san!"
Hiss..
Can't tell anymore.
Is this the heroic death ending for the protagonist after completing all missions...?
Or the cliché of passing out face-first into the heroine's cleavage?
Thud..!
"Sanghyeon-kun!!"
"Yuu-san!?"
Hoping for the latter.